These past few days I’ve been trying to transfer all of my files for thenexthorizon.org from my old host to my new host and it’s just been a nightmare. I’ve literally just wanted to pull my hair out. Everything transfers smoothly except my images. I uploaded the images to the server and then imported all of my WordPress files and attachments. It took forever for the attachments to recognize the images and connect them, so that took several attempts just to get that to work.

So I have my images and they’re loading in WordPress, but they will not attach to the pages. So I have 1000+ pictures that are just sitting there, unattached, and I’ve no idea what to do. I’ve tried clearing everything out and just doing it again, wondering if everything in the import just didn’t upload correctly, but everytime it has the same result. I don’t want to have to go and attach each individual image to the page it needs to be attached to manually because that will take, oh my gosh, I don’t even know how long.

I just want to say screw this travel blog because it’s given me nothing but issues.

Other than eating, sleeping, and working, all I’ve been doing is trying to get stupid travel portfolio/blog working. I don’t even know what to do anymore. I’m almost to the point that I want to give up. I feel like I have to get it done now because it’s taken so long already and I know that quite a few people were looking forward to it, but it’s just been stressing me out. It’s something that’s really not worth stressing over, but because I’m a perfectionist and everything has to be running smoothly or else I worry, I’m stressing.

I went to see my dentist today for just a regular cleaning. They told me the usual: you need to floss. And like always, I probably won’t.

My wisdom teeth are coming in, which I am already scared as hell about. I’ll admit it, I am The World’s #1 Wuss. But it scares me even more because my dentist has to have back surgery and will be out for probably six to eight months, depending on the surgery. I have to have my wisdom teeth taken out in a month.

So there’s a different dentist that has temporarily been filling in but I think he’s eventually going to take over the practice. He’s pretty fresh out of college, but he feels comfortable enough to take mine out, he just won’t sedate me.

Which is not okay. I don’t care what they have to do, I want to be out; if they have to hit me over the head with a hammer to knock me out, then so be it.

So I have to see an oral surgeon for them to sedate me. The doctor that took out my mom and dad’s wisdom teeth is still in practice, so we’re going to try and get an appointment set up with him near the first of July. I just need to talk to my manager at work about when the best days to request would be.

I’m getting shaky writing about it, so I’m going to go get A Clash of Kings, and read for a while. I’ve been really falling behind with my goal of 52 books this year, so now’s a good time to pick that back up.

I mentioned in passing that my sister had found an apartment and moved out of the house. At first, I didn’t think I was going to miss her that much because we were never super close, mainly because of the eight year age difference, but now that she’s been gone for about a week, I’ve really missed her. I’m really excited for her though, since this is a big step forward in her life. It’s exciting.

Lately, I’ve been so lazy. I haven’t wanted to do anything. I just want to sit on my butt and revel in being able to sit on my butt. I recently read Clarisse’s post about being reminiscent and doing a lot of things that she used to do. She mentioned a video game she started playing again that she used to play and I instantly thought of this game that I used to play all the time: Harvest Moon: Back to Nature.

I know, I know, loser.

Basically, this original PlayStation game (super old!) starts off with this little boy visiting his grandfather’s farm for the summer. He then grows up and his grandfather dies, leaving the run-down farm. The mayor of the village says that he can rightfully inherit the farm if after three years he can get it up and running and the villagers like him.

So in the game, you play this boy (er, adult?) and you can grow plants and raise chickens and cows and sheep. But there’s a lot more than just the farm. There’s a mountainous area and village people and you can marry. There’s just a ton of stuff to do. My favorite parts are always the village festivals.

But anyways, it sounds kind of lame (or a lot lame) but I was obsessed with it when I was in elementary school. My brothers were really into all the fighting and shooting games and I didn’t really care for them. I also really sucked at them, haha. So I was already hooked because it wasn’t that type of game at all. It was a game with a relatively simple concept and there were no right or wrong things to do (except like, killing your animals. But that’s just duh.).

I remember sitting in my third grade class and planning which crops I was going to plant and how much I would sell them for and buy them for and calculating my profit just from crops for that specific season, etc. I’m telling you, this game consumed all of my time. And then after a while I grew bored of it and half a year or a year would pass by and I’d start playing it again and play it nonstop. This was kind of a repetitive process.

While I started playing the game in about the third grade, I think I finally beat it in the eighth grade. Kinda crazy. And, on another note, this is the only video game I have ever beaten in my life. Is that bad? Ah, who cares? Haha.

Back to my original point, Clarisse’s post made me think about that game and made me want to play it again. So I dragged out my brother’s abandoned PlayStation 2 and asked if I could play the game.

Sooo for the last two days in my free time, I’ve nonstop played this game. I still love it, and after I finish this blog post and return some comments and do some homework, I’m dragging my butt downstairs and playing it some more. After probably three or four weeks I’ll grow bored of it again, but it’s just one of those things that you never get tired of and it always brings back happy memories.